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Thursday, September 11, 2008

erotic stories (part 2)

(Disclaimer: The following stories are not my creation. These are selected stories that I liked very much shared by my friends and collected in the internet. Enjoy reading!)

The Torque Round

Hannah always had a hard time getting into the clubs. Even though she was 21, she looked 19, if not younger. Sometimes it was tough to convince them even after seeing her valid ID.

Tonight she waited in line at the Torque Round club, fanning her face with her ID and wondering what kind of trouble she would have tonight. She'd never been to this club before, and decided to give it a try. It was a hot night, so she was wearing almost nothing. A mini skirt that barely did the job; a white, scoop-necked t-shirt that gapped, showing off her smooth, flat belly and dainty pumps that showed off her long, shapely legs.

At the same time, a tall, dark fellow worked his way to the front of the line, stopping to chat with this person and that. He finally stopped and talked to Hannah. He introduced himself as Mark, and said he could get her inside without her having to wait in line. She was suspicious of this older, but distinguished-looking guy, but welcomed the thought of getting into the club without an argument.

Mark smiled to himself when she consented to go in with him. "Come with me," he said. He looked at her appreciatively, admiring her long, dark hair as he took her hand and led her to the front of the line.

"Hi Dirk," Mark said as they neared the front. The bouncer nodded them in and they entered the dark, smoldering atmosphere of the Torque Round. The insistent beat of the music pounded their senses and Hannah looked around, wanting to take it all in. Mark pulled her along with him as he made the rounds; saying hi to people he knew, ordering them drinks, and making his way to a table in the back.

"Thanks for getting me in," Hannah said uncomfortably, wanting to go off and explore the club herself.

"Sure, no problem for a lady as lovely as yourself."

"I need to use the restroom." It was a lie, but she figured if she could get away from, she could sneak back out of the restroom without his noticing and blend in with the crowd.

"Come with me, you can use the restroom in my private office," he said, to her chagrin. Apparently he was the manager or the owner or something. 'Well, this is turning out just great,' she thought. 'Now I'm stuck with this guy for the night.'

"Ok, thanks."

She followed him back to the door marked "STAFF" and followed him through. They went down a long hall and up some stairs, then down another hall and into an office. "It's over there," he said, pointing at a door at the back of the office.

"I'll be right out."

When she came out, he was stretched out on his couch. "Come over here. What's the matter? Do you think I get underage girls in here without an ulterior motive?"

"I'm not underage," she said. "I have ID."

"Yeah, so does half the population of the 18-20 year old demographic around here; that doesn't make them legit. 18-20 year olds are not allowed in establishments that serve liquor. But I will let the occasional hottie in if I think she can prove she's worth it."

"Well, like I said, I'm not underage." She was getting kind of nervous now, this guy was really creeping her out with this talk. But in a weird way she was getting turned on. She could tell he was used to getting what he wanted and that kind of power attracted her. Still, she couldn't let him know that.

"I said come over here. Or I'm going to have to call the police and have you removed for being underage. What's it going to be?"

Playing along, she walked over to him, trembling but excited. He motioned for her to sit down near the middle of the couch on the edge. He was stretched out across the couch, but kind of propped up on the arm.

He took her purse out of her hands and set it down. "Just relax. You're going to like this, I promise."

He slid his hand up under her shirt and began carressing her breasts. Softly at first, one then the other. Then he began pinching and rolling her nipples, which were already hard. "You like this, don't you?"

"Yes."

"You're a very nasty girl, aren't you?"

"Yes," she said, closing her eyes with shame and lust; wanting him to corrupt every inch of her body.

He took her hand and put it on his bulging crotch. She instinctively pressed against it and began rubbing it with her palm. He let out a slight groan and ran his hand up the inside of her leg.

"Yeah, you like that a lot."

He reached up under her skirt and pushed the crotch of her panties aside. She was already moist and his finger slid easilty between her pussy lips.

She let out a soft, breathy moan when his finger found her clit and began slowly circling it. She unzipped his fly and freed his hard cock, which was bigger than she'd seen in her limited experience. "Oh my God!" She was a little surprised and a lot excited.

"You're a nasty little bitch aren't you? You knew why I got you in the club so easily and you know you wanted it. I should punish you for acting so coy."

"Yes! No! Please don't punish me. Just fuck me!"

"Ok, get undressed and I'll let you get on top. You can do the fucking, since you are the shameless, nasty whore."

Hannah couldn't figure it out. She'd never been like this. Had never been turned on by nasty, degrading talk. But here she was stripping her clothes off in a frenzy and as horny as she'd ever been.

When she was through undressing, she saw he was seated upright on the couch, right in the middle. He pulled her over to him and she straddled him, one knee on each side of him on the couch.

He grabbed her ass, one flank in each hand, and gripped tightly. He held her just over his cock and moved her hips around slowly and excruciatingly. She was in torment. She was in the position of control, yet he was really in charge; physically overpowering her desire to impale herself on his cock.

Soon, she was looking for any stimulation she could find and grabbed his head, pressing his face to her breasts. He began licking and sucking, flicking and devouring. When he could hold out no more, he yanked her body down on top of his, impaling her in one swift and sure movement.

She screamed as his cock filled her and he began raising and lowering her over and over. She grabbed the back of the couch for balance and ground her clit against his pubic mound as he pulled her down again and again. She soon realized that he had removed his hands, and that it was SHE who was humping against him like a wild animal; screaming and pushing his face into her breasts.

Soon, she felt the head of his cock expand and then explode, sending her over the edge into her own orgasm in a gale of pants and moans.

After it was over, she sheepishly got dressed while he watched.

"Come back when you're 21. You're comped."

He smiled as she walked out the door, drained and confused.

"What the hell just happened?" she asked herself, as she took her place among the zombies at the bar.

My high school graduation was a time of firsts. For my school, it was the first time every graduating student was over the age of 18. For my best friend, Cyndi, it was the first time she had the courage to prove her stepfather wrong about something and actually graduate. For me, it was the first time I had sex with a boy. And the first time I had sex with a girl. And the first time I had sex with more than one person at once - and...well you get the idea!

It all started the day before graduation. Cyndi and I were in my bedroom getting ready to go to the rehearsal when she started crying. I put down the dress I had been getting out of the closet and put my hands on her shoulders. "Cyndi, what's wrong??"

"Nothing is wrong, I'm just so happy! (sob)"

"Cyndi!" I put my arms around her in a nice, comforting hug while she shook, the sobs eventually dying down.

"It's just - well, you know my stepfather."

I nodded. I knew her stepfather only too well. Cyndi's father had left when she was 11 and her mother had married this arrogant bastard in less than a year after that - probably out of loneliness and needing to pay the rent. "Go on" I said.

"Well, he is always telling me what a loser I am. That nothing will ever come of me and that I might as well become a prostitute or a phone sex actress! Now here I am, about to graduate high school and I'm going to college in the fall. I did it all on my own - but your emotional support has been what's pulled me through when I didn't think I could do it."

I smiled at Cyndi and we sat down on the edge of my bed. She really had come a long way. She was smart, funny and beautiful in such an innocent way - because she didn't even know she was beautiful - probably because of her stepfather undermining her self-esteem all the time. But *I* knew she was beautiful. I gave her another hug and inhaled the fragrance of her. Before I knew it, I felt her breathing get heavy as her hand slid so slowly and gently under the strap of my bra in the back.

I sucked in my breath, but didn't move. I immediately felt the blood rush to my crotch as I realized what Cyndi was doing. I was shocked but not unhappy - I had often fantasized about Cyndi when I was alone and under the covers at night. I just never knew she felt the same way about me.

Her hand moved, under my bra, around to the front and slid up . . . slowly . . . until the fabric was moved up over my breast, and her hand now covered where the fabric had been. My nipple was growing hard, as she began to carress and knead. She began to say something when I covered her mouth with mine in a long, slow, tounge-teasing kiss.

She broke away and just looked at me, wild-eyed! Then we both ripped off our bras and embraced again, this time it was she who kissed me, and pushed me back on the bed. She continued to kiss me as her hand found my right breast and fully explored it. Cupping, carressing, kneading - and then pinching my nipple gently between her thumb and forefinger and just rolling it so exquisitely that it just drove me insane!

My hips were beginning to writhe a little by this time and she slipped her hand just under the elastic in the waist of my panties. I let out a slow, involuntary moan as her hand slid further under my panties. I felt her fingers slip over my mound and stop just above my clit . . . my pussy lips were already open and my panties were soaking wet.

I began to feel her breasts, too, her nipples were rock hard. It seemed to turn her on just as much fingering me, as it turned me on to get fingered! She started carressing her middle finger over my clit, rubbing it in little circles. Lightly at first, and then harder and harder. Until she was pressing against it so hard that the juice from my pussy made her finger slip off and then she'd do it again! Over and over - faster and harder! My hips were bucking against her hand, as I sucked on her tounge and clutched at her breast.

I heard Cyndi moan, a lustful and whimpering moan, and that was more than I could take. My orgasm shook my body and the bed and my thighs clutched her hand to my crotch as wave after wave swept over me. I fell limp against the bed when I heard a knock on the door!

We both jumped up and went to opposite areas of the room, quickly putting on our bras and dresses as I said, "Yes!"

"Are you girls almost ready? It's time to go..."

"Yes, Mom."

"Ok, I'll wait down in the car. Hurry up, you two."

I grinned at Cyndi and she grinned back at me, both of us knowing that her turn would come later.*******************************************************************************

Poppy and the Public Toilet

It’s a warm summer’s day and Poppy is out walking in the park wearing a vest and a short skirt.The heat is making her horny and decides to cool off by splashing some water on her in the public toilet.The Women’s is closed so she goes in to the Men’s instead.She walks in the door and sees a Man pissing in the urinal and thinks about having some fun.“You shouldn’t be in here little Girl” says the Man.“Sorry” says Poppy “I didn’t know this was the little Boy’s room”“Little Boy’s?” says the Man “I’m all Man Honey”“Then show me” says Poppy.The Man turns around with he’s cock hanging down.It’s about 8 inches long and really thick.Poppy can feel herself moisten at the look of it.“Why don’t you come in the cubicle with me little Girl?” he says.“OK” says Poppy.They walk in to the cubicle and Poppy locks the door behind them and pulls the Man’s trousers down to He’s ankles.She takes a hold of he’s cock and pulls the foreskin back and licks from he’s balls up to the tip of it.She spits on it and takes it all in her mouth and sucks until it is hard.The Man close’s he’s eyes and moans with excitement.Poppy sees he’s eyes are closed and reaches for her knife.She stands up and forces it against he’s throat.“What the fuck you doing?” he says.“Having some fun” says Poppy “Now pull my knickers down like a good Bitch”.The Man lifts her skirt and pulls down her knickers to her thighs and a big strap on dildo pops up.“Turn around and put your hand on the back of the toilet” Poppy says.The Man does as he is told.Poppy stands behind him and puts the dildo against he’s arse hole.“Ever been fucked in the arse before?” says Poppy.“No” whimpers the Man.“Well you are now” says Poppy with a little laugh.She forces the head of the dildo straight in and the man winces in pain.“Did that hurt Baby?” says Poppy.“Yes. Yes it did” he says.Poppy leans in until the dildo is fully inserted and her thighs are fully against the back of the Man’s legs.“Please stop” the Man begs.Poppy just laughs at him.She reaches around and starts wanking he’s fat cock as she is pushing in and out with the dildo.The Man starts to cry in fear and pain.“Don’t worry Baby” says Poppy “Cum for me and it will be all over”.She continues fucking him hard and wanking he’s cock even harder until he shoots a load all over the toilet seat.Poppy pulls the dildo out of he’s arse and pulls her knickers up and pulls her skirt down..“Lick up your cum for me, Baby and you are a free Man”.The Man takes a lick and Poppy laughs at him.She unlocks the door and runs out leaving the Man sobbing on the floor with he’s trousers around he’s ankles.

Driving on a rainy motorway Danny is feeling the urge for sex.Something naughtier than sex.Out of the corner of he’s eye he sees a Girl broken down on the side of the road and decides to pull over to help her.He pulls in in front of her car and she walks up to the window.He can see from he’s wing mirror that she is a beautiful.He winds down the window.“Thanks for stopping for me” She says “Do you have a mobile phone I could use?”Danny stops and thinks about this.He wants to get her in the car with him.“I don’t have my phone with me” He says” I can run you to a service station if you like?”“Thanks a lot. That’s real nice of you. Do you mind if I ride in the back?” She says.“No. Not at all” He says.She opens the back door and gets in and shuts the door behind her.Danny indicates and pulls out on to the motorway.He takes a glance in to the rear view mirror and sees how young and pretty she is.Very young.She sees him looking.“My names Danny” He says.“I’m Poppy” She says.“You look quite young to be driving” He says.“I’m 18. I just passed my test and got that old banger and now it breaks down and I didn’t know what to do” She says.Danny looks back in the mirror and tilts it down a little.Her skirt has ridden up and he can see her suspenders holding up her tights.Danny can feel his cock hardening at the thought of lifting her skirt to see if she is wearing any knickers.He hopes she’s not.Poppy leans in between the front seats.“Pull in over there” She says.She takes a look down at Danny’s trousers and see’s he has a stiff cock.She smiles to herself.Danny pulls the car in and finds a place to park.“Why don’t you climb back here and bring that hard cock with you” She says.Danny can’t believe he’s luck.He climbs back and sits next to her.“Why don’t you undo your trousers and pull them down for me?” She says.He pulls them down and he’s cock pops up.“You have a nice big hard cock, Danny” She says.Reaching down to it she pulls hard on Danny’s foreskin.Harder than he likes.“Not so hard Girl. It’s not a toy” He says.She pulls on it even harder.“You fucking idiot. That hurts” He says.With that, Poppy pulls out a knife and holds it to he’s throat.Poppy starts wanking he’s cock hard and fast.She can sense Danny’s fear and she can feel her pussy start to moisten.Wanking he’s cock faster and faster he starts to moan a little.With a twitch of he’s cock he shoots a massive load all over her hand and on the front of he’s shirt.Poppy puts her hand to he’s mouth.“Lick your cum off my hand” She says, pushing the knife in to he’s throat a little harder.Danny licks his cum off her hand and winces at the disgusting taste.“Horrible, isn’t it” Says Poppy letting out a little laugh.“Now, I’m going to get out of this car and you don’t move big boy” She says.She opens the door, gets out, stabs the knife in to the back tire and runs off leaving Danny in shock with he’s cock out and the taste of cum on he’s lips.

Julie had accepted the job to house sit for good friends who were going to be gone for about a week on vacation to Mexico.

At the time, it seemed the perfect escape. Since she was in between jobs, she had the time and although it didn't "pay" much, she looked forward to the being away from the norm.

She drove them to the airport, bid fond farewells, and assured them that all would be well.

When she got back to the house she found it well-stocked with food and was contemplating catching up on some good reading and maybe some videos.

Their house was located in a peaceful setting near the base of San Francisco Peaks in Flagstaff, Arizona. The view of of the peaks was spectacular and the neighborhood seemed to be very safe.

That night, her friends called to say they had settled in to their hotel and wanted to know if she found everything comfy.

Julie, at 26, was very attractive. At 5' 8" and just 118 lbs. she worked out regularly and her blond shoulder length hair and blue eyes attracted more than her share of longing stares from men and women alike.

Although not exceptionally busty, Julie had an hour glass figure and tight butt.

It was her looks that caught Jim's eye when Julie was at the local supermarket to pick up a few personal items.

Jim was a big, strong man and would never let a good looking woman get away. When he felt the urge, he would drive down to Phoenix and find a girl he could have his way with and act on his every whim. Jim was not a nice guy. He never intended to be. If he couldn't buy a girl for the evening, he would find one and literally take her. He hadn't been caught....yet.

Unbeknownst to Julie, Jim was discreetly stalking her.

Julie decided to rent a movie and took the empty video case to the rental counter.

Jim was out of eyesight but could hear Julie clearly give the address and phone number where she was staying. He was more than pleased when he overheard her tell the rental clerk that she was housesitting for a week and was willing to give them a credit card as security if they required it.

"She's alone", Jim thought to himself. He had already noticed she wasn't wearing a wedding band.

That night, Jim worked on his plan to get to Julie. He fantasized heavily about how she looked and got a raging hardon playing out a scenario of taking her with her begging him not to hurt her.

He had the plan masterminded as he drifted off to sleep.

Jim had had a lot of jobs and wasn't very good at keeping them. One of his jobs was as a cable installer and he was pleased that he kept one of the shirts which identified him as an employee.

When Julie went to answer the door on that clear Wednesday afternoon, she wasn't alarmed at Jim's hulking figure in the doorway. His appear- ance with his company shirt identified him as "Jim" on one side, and Cablevision on the other.

"Mrs. Brown?" Jim asked with a clipboard in his hand.

"No, they aren't here right now, can I help you?"

"I'm checking interference on the system in this area and I show that your line is needing further checking." Jim announced in his most authoritative voice.

He also took note that Julie was wearing a pullover light dress that did little to hide her firm bust bulging over the dress' elastic top.

He noticed her hesitation and was afraid she wouldn't admit him so he added, "It won't take but a few minutes, ma'am, and if I don't check it now, I won't be able to come back until next month."

She didn't want to delay service for the Browns by being overprotective so she replied, "I guess it'll be okay....come on in."

Jim asked her to show him to the living room and the cable box and busied himself poking around the TV and the system.

"Is there another TV ma'am?"

"I think there's a second TV in the bedroom," Julie answered.

Perfect thought Jim.

"....Ah, ma'am, if you could show me to it....we aren't allowed to work on units without the customer being there." He didn't know if this ploy would work but Julie fell for it and escorted him down the hall to the Brown's large master bedroom suite.

Julie was staying in the guest room and only noticed the second TV there when she had gone to the second bathroom looking for Q-tips.

She sat on the corner of the bed as Jim, once again, began to fiddle with the TV, the wires, and the cable box.

"Okay...I think I've located the problem but I need to test their VCR connection to make sure everything works okay."

He had noticed that the Browns had an adult cassette and quickly popped it in the machine before Julie noticed.

The image on the screen was a closeup of two women kneeling in front of a huge, wavering hardon with them taking turns sucking and licking on it.

"Oh!" Julie was so shocked at the image before her that she didn't know what to say or do.

She suddenly felt very vulnerable and realized the potential for danger when she noticed Jim leering at her.

"I think it looks like it's working fine," Julie stammered out as she started to get up and go towards the bedroom door.

Jim's dick wasn't going to be denied this fine little piece and he quickly moved to close and block the door so she couldn't leave.

Now Julie was panicked. She suddenly realized that this guy was after her.

"What are you doing!?" Julie blurted out and visibly shaking.

"Oh...I just thought we might have a little fun." Jim half smiled/half sneered.

"I don't think you want to jeopardize your job, do you?" Julie was really scared now. And she tried to appeal to his sensibility.

This guy could easily overtake her. He must have been 6' 3" and 230 lbs.

The sounds coming from the video permeated the room and contributed to the tension as Julie realized she had no where to go.

The man in the video groaned loudly in ecstasy as the girls were ver- bally fighting over who would claim his spurting cum as their prize. The scene didn't go unnoticed by either of them as Julie began to un- consciously take a step backward not knowing where or how she would escape.

"Let's see what you're hiding there little lady..." Jim letchered and moved toward her.

In one swift motion, Jim reached out and ripped the top of her dress down from her firm breasts.

"NO!" Julie screamed and tried to cover herself but Jim was much too much for her.

In moves that were only matched by a professional cowboy attacking his roped calf, Jim snatched a necktie from a rack behind her and had tied her wrists in nearly one motion. Jim smiled to himself at his quick handywork and was thankful for one his jobs as a ranch hand.

Julie was horrified and shocked that she was so quickly overcome. Be- fore she could scream out any more, Jim had just as quickly gagged her mouth and threw her on the bed.

He grabbed two more neckties and tied each of her ankles to each of the posts on the large brass bed.

In a matter of a few seconds, Julie lay splay-legged on her back with her hands tied behind her back and her breasts poking up lewdly.

Julie's eyes were wild with fear while Jim's dick began to harden with the excitement of it all. This was the part he liked best; seeing his victim helpless and available to satisfy any of his urges.

Thoughts raced through Julie's brain. She had no idea whether she would be killed and was helpless to protect herself from this monster.

As she lay there with her breasts exposed, her nipples were hard as erasers both from fear and being exposed to the air. They heaved up and down as she struggled to get her breath. Jim watched her in fascination knowing he could take his time with this prize. No hurry. No one was expected.

He reached out and ran his palm over her right nipple then cupped the breast firmly and fully. He didn't believe in brutalizing his victims or hurting them unnecessarily if it was at all possible. What he found was that by treating them nicely, they almost never pressed charges. And miraculously, most would end up surrendering themselves to him with a majority even enjoying the experience!

Julie had no choice but to let him have his way with her.

Jim "massaged" her other breast and then leaned over to lick and suck first one, then the other. This he did very slowly and deliberately and intended on eliciting a positive response rather than a negative one from her.

Julie tried desperately not to enjoy his attentions in any way. Her body, which hadn't had any attention since she broke up with her boy- friend months ago, betrayed her by responding.

"Pweef....mhy ahrms," she tried to talk through the gag and get him to release her bonds.

"Whasamatter baby....your arms hurt?"

He rolled her over and released one arm and quickly secured it to the nearest bedpost.

She thought about inflicting a blow with her free hand and then real- ized she couldn't hurt him. It would only serve to make him mad and possibly hurt her.

She played this out quickly in her mind as he made his way around to the other side of the bed and secured the free arm.

There she lay like a four point star.

"Better?" He asked with a smile trying to allay her fears.

She just lay there staring at the ceiling...helpless.

Jim sat back on a sofa chair and eyed his handywork. He reached next to him and found a loose curtain rod laying on the floor. It was one of those adjustable brassy looking ones and he suddenly decided he could have a little more fun.

From his position on the sofa chair, he extended the rod so he could reach under the hem of her dress.

He teased along her calf and leg and inched the dress up her thighs teasing him and her at the same time.

"Nice legs baby.....in fact, nice everything."

He raised her dress up to where her right thigh was so exposed, he wondered if she was wearing panties.

As it turned out, she was wearing "high riser" Calvin Kleins and her entire leg was exposed before he saw the panty band high on her hip.

"Mmmmmm....very nice..."

Julie tried to writhe away from the rod and cause her dress to cover herself.

Jim went out to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of whiskey and a pair of scissors. Jim took a long pull on the bottle of Jack Daniels and started to cut her dress off of her.

Now Julie lay only in her panties and Jim's eyes zeroed in on the moistened crotch of those Calvin panties.

He took another pull on the bottle and started to unbuckle his pants and remove the rest of his clothes.

Julie couldn't help but notice his huge dick as his pants and underwear dropped to the floor. She was panicked at the thought that he would use this massive tool on her.

Jim got himself up on the bed and straddled Julie's torso facing her. His tool bobbed above her breasts and the end of it was close to her chin. He reached over to the nightstand and covered his dick and her breasts with some hand lotion. He massaged the excessive amount of lotion on his dick and especially between her breasts. While rubbing her breasts, he placed his rod between her swollen tits and pushed them together to surround him.

"Mmmmmmmm". He gently rocked his dick back and forth between her breasts and with his other hand reached back to rub her crotch.

Julie could only lay there helpless and tried in vain to release her- self from her bindings. She also tried not to feel his insistent finger manipulations of her panty covered pussy but her juices began to flow in spite of herself.

"Atta girl.....gettin' nice and wet aren't ya....." Jim had always fantasized about cumming like this....plowing his dick between two gorgeous pillows of breasts and squirting his cum all over her chest and chin.

The friction and the sight of her was too much. As he slid between her boobs on an upthrust, his cock shot out a load of cum and splashed against her neck.

Simultaneously Julie's pussy acted as if it had a mind of its own and Jim's fingering of her clit caused her to convulse in orgasm.

"nnnnnggnnnnnnhhh" Jim shot again and got chills again and again from his own orgasm and felt sure Julie was cumming under him.

Julie silently hoped he was through. What she didn't know was that he had only just begun.

Jim grabbed the base of his still hard dick and pumped out the remain- ing drops of cum on each of Julie's cheeks. He then rubbed his spilled cum all over both breasts and, once again, appreciated their tightness.

Julie tried to speak against the gag and Jim swiftly removed it and said, "If you scream, it goes back on and I won't take it off again!"

Julie barely whispered a "thank you."

He got up from Julie and got a towel out of the bathroom and dried himself of the mixture of cum and lotion. In a gesture of good will, he gently dabbed at Julie's chest and face to sop up some of his spilled seed.

He took pains to make her feel at ease even though he had complete control over her. She lay without showing any emotion either way. He sat down again next to her on the bed and took another pull of the bottle of whiskey and motioned it toward Julie.

Julie wasn't sure how to act or react. She was still totally helpless and she felt certain screaming wouldn't help anyway. This whole thing was both repulsive and exciting all at the same time. It appeared to her that Jim wasn't going to hurt her but she couldn't be sure. But she certainly wasn't going to get drunk with him!

She turned her head when offered the bottle and quietly said, "no."

Jim simply picked her head up and poured whiskey down her throat causing her to choke but swallow some down too. "Whasamatter...don't you drink.....are you some kind of Polly Pure?"

Julie's mouth burned from the whiskey and she could feel it burning all the way down her esophagus.

"You're not a virgin are you?"

She refused to answer any of his questions and he didn't really press her. They were more to taunt her than anything she felt.

Jim poured more whiskey down her.

This time it went down a little easier and she didn't gag.....so he poured more down her with some spilling on her breasts.

He leaned over and licked up the excess and Julie heard herself giggle at his tickling tongue.

She suddenly felt very hot and very relaxed in spite of her situation and she knew the whiskey was numbing her to what was happening.

"Aht's my girl!.....now YOU can enjoy this too!" Jim was proud of getting her drunk so quickly. She obviously wasn't much of a drinker but hell, he had poured nearly half the bottle down her throat.

He didn't want to get too drunk himself. He knew that his hardening cock would let him down if he got bombed. He stood up to set the bottle on the nightstand and when he did, his dick was once again near Julie's face.

She was eye to eye with his pee-hole and the head of his dick looked the size of a large plum. Under normal circumstances, she might have thought he had a nice looking cock but here and now, it looked menacing.

"Do you like to suck cock?......sure ya do!" Jim moved his cock to her mouth without waiting for her acceptance.

"You bite it and I'll kill you!"

Suddenly Julie saw his bad side again. He was going to get what he wanted and she had to be the one to give it to him.

Jim introduced his cock gently in spite of being in total control. He neither wanted to hurt her or him and he knew his girth was some- thing to take. He gave her the head of his dick then pulled back a little.

Gently....back and forth....a little more length with each thrust. Julie could taste the salty taste of fresh cum on him. It wasn't unpleasant and she grateful that he wasn't "raping" her mouth but allowing her to take him as she could.

She was afraid if he went too far down her throat, she would throw up the liquor which was causing her brain to fog and her body to go limp.

Jim settled into a nice in and out rhythym with her mouth but wasn't going to cum there....at least not yet. He looked at her wet panties again and reached for the scissors to cut the remaining garment from her.

He didn't miss a stroke in her mouth and Julie barely felt her panties being taken from her body but she saw him bring them to his face.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm..........You smell WONDERFUL!" He was inhaling her scent like it was a bouquet of fresh flowers.

Julie could feel his cock harden with the added sensation of smell. In fact, as he brought them to his face, she could smell herself! Was she really this aroused with this brute?

"That's enough!" Jim barked and pulled his cock out of her mouth. "I want some of that!" he pointed to her open pussy.

Julie was almost ashamed that she had taken such care in keeping her pussy hair trimmed. Although she did it for her bikini, she felt that he thought it was for his benefit as he moved his head down between her legs.

"Please......." Julie pleaded in a half-hearted attempt to gain some control.

"Don't mind if I DO!" Jim purposely mistook her plea to mean she wanted him to go down on her.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH!"

Jim's mouth hungrily layed into her open, wet lips with a gusto Julie didn't anticipate. She was taken by surprise at the contact and the renewed feelings his mouth, lips, and tongue were giving.

Even though she knew this was him taking her, she still was enjoying the manipulations. Her whole crotch felt both on fire and with heightened sensitivity after just having been manipulated by his fingers.

Jim continued to lick furiously her slit. The taste was unlike any other he had had before. He couldn't explain it himself but she was both sweet and pungent and her aroma was driving him nuts. He licked her from bottom to top and continued up to her breasts again. Then back down to her bottom and Julie was shocked that she felt his tongue on her most sensitive area between her anus and pussy.

"Ohnnnnnnnnnnoooooooo"....her sounds were betraying her and giving him the message she was enjoying this.

Jim kept it up long enough to make "sure" he had her going....and cumming if possible. Not that he cared if she came but he knew that the better his victims felt, the less likely they were to file any charges.

He knew that there was a certain amount of guilt that the victims felt if they "enjoyed" what was happening to them. How could they possibly complain when they had the biggest cock they ever had and most of their best fantasies were fulfilled?

Jim took her hardened clitoris into his mouth and gently gnawed on it like it was a little cock. He slurped and sucked on it being very deliberate with his moves and let his tongue take an occasional swipe at her opened lips soaked with their mutual juices.

Julie, once again, couldn't stop the wave that she was being swept up in. With absolutely no control over her sex, her body convulsed in an earth-shaking climax the likes of which she couldn't remember ever having. She didn't know if it was being totally dominated or her recent drought that brought such an orgasm on. Surely it couldn't be this animal's adminis-trations!? Before she could give it any thought, her body lifted up off the bed and shook uncontrollably in another wave of ecstacy. Her body had betrayed her!

Jim silently gloated in his conquest of this nymphet. He knew he had her. She was his and he now felt that as long as he didn't hurt her, she would not likely press charges. He knew the signs. He knew when he had them.

Julie's body continued to convulse in the waves of orgasms...she didn't even know she was capable of multiples!

Jim gradually backed off his mouthing manipulation and now felt his own rock hard cock wanting in her. He kissed and licked his way up her torso....tormenting her further with his tongue and lips and ending up suckling at both breasts.

Julie's nipples were so sensitive that when he nipped at them, she shuddered again and again...mewling her appreciation audibly.

"MMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Jim moved up to her neck and laved it with his wet face and mouth. He sucked on her neck but just short of leaving any marks. Marks are an automatic rape charge. He knew that from past experience too.

Julie's head went from side to side as Jim licked and sucked all over her neck covering her in juices. She could now smell how excited he had made her and her head was spinning in a heady delirium of lust and sensuality.

Without letting up on her neck, Jim layed his heavy tool on the length of her juiced pussy and gently glided it over her entrance again and again. He was careful not to enter her...even by "accident."

Julie barely felt the weight of his body on her but could feel his massive tool as it grazed her sensitive clit. It was like he wouldn't let up on it and like "it" had a mind of its own! She thrust up to meet him but he made sure she couldn't "capture" his prick.

Jim hovered to keep his weight off of her and sawed his tool on her inflamed pussy lips.

Julie was anabashed at her role in this. She was no longer the sub- missive but was taking an aggressive role. She wanted him to fuck her!

"ungh..." she lunged up again and again to feel that monster inside her but Jim just laughed at her predicament. He was thoroughly enjoying the teasing he was giving her.

".....what?"...he taunted. "Whadyawant?"

"YOU KNOW YOU BASTARD!" she hissed.

"Tell me.....c'mon......tell me what you need."

"I NEED IT!" Julie almost screamed it out.

Jim continued to keep his hulk just out of her reach but made sure his dick slid over soaking lips tormenting her.

".......Need what angel?"

"NOW GAWDDAMNIT! I WANT IT NOW!!!!YOUR FUCKING COCK YOU BASTARD...DO IT OR GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!!"

He owned her.

In one motion, Jim took his cock and slid into the most hot, wet, tight, pussy he had had since he took that 15 year old last year.

"UNNNNNNNNNNNNGH!" Julie felt the massive invasion but was so wet and loose (from the booze) that she rode him like he was a stallion on a full gallop. "PLEASE!...UNTIE ME!!!!!"

Jim reached down without missing a stroke and released the bonds on her ankles.

Julie furiously wrapped her legs around his waist making certain the cock that was in her went to the hilt.

Jim was so certain of how he had her that he released her wrist bonds after a few more strokes.

She hung on to him for dear life as he lowered his full weight on her and pistoned into her with a fury she had never known from any partner she had ever had.

Jim was excited but his earlier cum had allowed him to slow his orgasm.

Julie, on the other hand, was fucking him like he was her first and only! With each thrust, she rode to a higher and higher peaks and after each dozen or so of his strokes, screamed out in blissful orgasms one after another.

Jim could hold back no longer. "AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" His balls felt as if she were sucking them up into her and spewed out what was left of the cum stored in them. He convulsed so hard she thought he was having a heart attack.

She felt his hardness in her and with each of his contractions, her pussy "gloved" him nearly pulling his dick from him.

Both of them froze at the pinnacle of each other's orgasms and Jim fell on her in complete exhaustion.

He felt like she had fucked him to death!

Both were unable to move and were breathing like they had run a 10k race.

Julie knew this was her window of opportunity but she still felt the effects of the alcohol and was completely limp from the workout she had gotten.

Jim smiled at her, got up, got dressed, and walked out of the house without a word.

Julie was stunned. Now she didn't know if she imagined the whole thing! Her hand went to her sore pussy and realized that she really had been raped, or had she?

*********************************************************************** The Bungling Burglar By JennTill

Carrie wasn't very well accepted by her friends. They made her feel "shunned" alot. Even though she was only 15, she knew that the reason they didn't accept her was that she was already growing a little too fast. She was blossoming into womanhood a little too quickly. Boys were starting to act interested but Carrie was proud of her tomboy ways and wasn't ready to give them up yet even now as she was approaching "womanhood".

AS she was growing up, Carrie got a special thrill out of entering her friend's and neighbor's houses when she knew they weren't home. It was very thrilling for her and her own private secret. It somehow made her very excited to go through other people's things when they weren't there.

The object of her desires was usually their "adult" drawer or closet. The first time she ran across someone's personal effects was when she was about 13. Her girlfriend Susie had really young parents. She would guess her Dad to be in his early 30's but they acted much younger.

When Susie and her parents went on vacation, they gave Carrie a key to their house to "keep an eye" on it while they were gone...kind of for emergencies. They said she didn't have to stay there but to go over and make sure the plants were watered and that food in the fridge didn't spoil or stink.

Well it was on one of her "stays" at the house that the lure of her friend's parent's bedroom was just too much. Just walking in the room gave her loins an electric jolt that she couldn't explain. But she knew she liked it and that she was hooked!

As she surveyed their bedroom, she could imagine what went on there. Susie's Dad was a tall, handsome man with long, blond, wavy hair. He reminded Carrie of the guy from the romantic novels..Fabio but not as bulked up. He had a great smile and she could tell that Jim (Susie's Dad) was crazy about his wife (Susie's Mom) Cheryl.

Cheryl had Susie when she was only 15 so she was just 28 then. She was very petite but had a very full bustline. Carrie suspected that she had had her boobs done but they looked so natural and perfect that it didn't matter whether she had or not.

Since the Giffords had their own pool and spa, Carrie had plenty of opportunity to notice both Jim's large bulge where his tight swimsuit clung, and Cheryl's ample breasts and full heart-shaped rear.

When she and Susie would go over there on the weekends, she always noticed how Jim and Cheryl would huddle in the hot tub and have these intimate conversations between them and be giggling. After an hour or so in the hot sun, they would try to "quietly" slip away into this very bedroom where she was now standing!

As young as they were, she and Susie knew what they were up to...but Carrie wanted to know MORE!

So she pulled open this drawer and that one....just a little snooping never hurt anyone right? Besides, she knew they weren't going to come home...but what was that! A car pulled up in the driveway! Her heart started beating a mile a minute as her adrenylin kicked in and she ran to the window! Barely peering through the blinds she realized it was only the afternoon paper being delivered...the car was pulling out of the driveway just as her heart was thumping like crazy.

This was a turning point for Carrie....she knew she liked the rush of almost being caught where she shouldn't be but she didn't know WHY! And she knew she really didn't ever want to be caught.

She went back to the bedstand and pulled out their bottom drawer. WOW! What was this? It looked like the biggest penis she had ever seen in her life! She reached in and pulled out the rubber dildo that had a switch on it. She switched it on and it started to vibrate and twitch. Even at 13, Carrie knew what this was for and was totally hypnotized by the writhing object. She didn't know why but she felt compelled to smell it.

The smell was unlike anything she had smelled before....real exotic, pungent, maybe even a little sour but most of all...EXCITING! Her pussy started to heat up with this aroma she was smelling giving her an exotic "heady" feeling. Then she started to get wet...that exciting wetness that made her want.....want what?

That afternoon Carrie experienced sex like she never had before. She had the touch of the closest thing to a man's dick she had ever felt. She had the smell that sent her senses reeling, but most of all, she had a climax from that vibrating thing that she had never given her- self before! She dared not take her clothes off when she touched the thing to herself. She just barely put it to her own pussy covered with her shorts...she was afraid to undress or go any further because she might put her own "smell" on it and be found out! And the whole time she pictured Jim's bulge under his swim trunks as her body shud- dered out orgasm after orgasm from the vibrating dildo.

So now it's 2 years later and Carrie is almost obsessed with "break- ing and entering" her friends and neighbors houses. She considers it very harmless stuff but in reality, she knows how wrong it is to do this. At 15, she still gets bored quite often and her body demands the thrill of having a climax in somebody else's bedroom. When she isn't actually doing it, she's fantasizing about doing it.

She is obsessed with going through other's private things and has now graduated to taking a few objects here and there. She has her own nice collection now of porno books and mags....ben wa balls (although she's not sure how to use them or what they do), and some rubbers in exotic colors. She has also managed to steal 2 dildos..one small black one with a gold head and another that is more like a standard sized rubber vibrating one.

The black one with the gold head is the one that got her virginity. As her favorite, she keeps fresh batteries in it and likes the com- pactness and feel of it in her pussy. It's big enough but small enough. After all, she wouldn't want her future husband to wonder how she got such a big pussy if she hadn't been with a man.

The house she's in now is the Cantarra's house. He's a young Italian meatcutter and they have a 3 year old that Carrie babysits once in awhile. Last night, while babysitting, Carrie unlatched the bathroom window so she could get back in tonight. Sal and Linda (and their baby) were going across town to her parent's house and Carrie knew they'd be gone for awhile.

She snooped the night before just enough to find Sal's huge magazine and video collection. She had already taken a video or two but wanted to see one that had 2 women doing each other on the box. She was going through the videos the night before just as they came home and she had hurriedly put everything back just in time!

As she makes her way through the dark house, she notices the LED clock that says 8:12 p.m. Good, they won't be home for hours.

She goes into their bedroom and with her maglite she flashes it through Sal's video collection once more. She pulls out one, two, then three boxes spreading them out on the floor and shining the beam of her light on the covers.

Sal is in his Acura speeding home to get the baby's crib. He can't imagine how Linda could have forgotten to pack it...it's always like moving day when you have a child. They hadn't really planned to spend the night at her parents but Melinda wouldn't sleep unless she had her own crib.

As Sal comes down the street that "T's" into his driveway, he sees what looks like a faint light in his bedroom. A burglar? Sal decides to turn and park down the street. His own anxieties start to get him going and he's anticipating coming upon some punk kids burglarizing his home. He knows they must be kids because he noticed stuff missing....little things. He quietly approaches his bedroom window and sees the familiar "blue" of the bedroom TV and the figure on the floor in front of it.

Sal doesn't know what to make of this situation! Then he notices that on the screen is Linda and he fucking! This little pervert has their own private video that they made last year! What the hell!

Sal ever so quietly sneaks over to the other window to see if he can make out this little bastard intruder... It's CARRIE! His own baby- sitter is watching he and his wife getting it on!

Carrie can't believe her luck at finding a "personal" tape of the Cantarra's fucking! She knew that Sal, with his great Italian/greek looks, was probably hung but she couldn't believe what a gorgeous cock he had. And here was his wife Linda slurping and sucking on his dick like it was the best and only popsicle of the summer!

Carrie started to become hotter and hotter....she couldn't believe this find and was totally entranced by the images on the screen. She knew she couldn't snag this for her own personal collection as it would surely be missed. As she continued to watch her own pussy was starting to get hotter and hotter and she felt that familiar wetness that demanded attention. Mmmmmm she could only imagine what it would be like to take a cock like his in her mouth and try to take it all the way down her mouth. She had tried it with a cucumber but it just wasn't the same she knew. She was in a trance with her hand down her pants and gently massaging her nub....building and building to what she knew would be a wonderful cum.

It was nearly 9 o'clock straight up when the snarling figure of Sal Canterra was looming in the doorway and hissing, "What the fuck are you doing!"

OHMIGAWD! Carrie was totally Panicked! Where could she run!...what could she say!!?

Sal caught her red handed and red pussied and she knew she was busted big time.

"I...I.....ah...." She stammered totally at loss for words. She didn't know what he would do. "I'm sorry....I thought I left some- thing last night....."

"We knew someone was ripping us off and it's you!....I'm calling the police!" Sal started to reach for the bedside phone. "NO!" "Please don't call the cops!" "MY PARENTS WILL KILL ME!"

Sal started to re-assess the situation. Ever since Linda had the baby he noticed she turned into a mother instead of the sex kitten he dated and eventually married. His dick hadn't had that special excitement in quite sometime and this could be just what he needed and in complete confidentiality if he played this right.

Carrie was frozen! She didn't know what to make of this situation and she didn't like the way Sal was looking at her. Somehow she knew this was exactly what she feared most!

"I don't see any other option but for me to call the cops and get your little ass off the street and out of our houses!" Sal was now enjoying this power role he was inadvertently placed in. Gawd but he admired this little vixen before. She was a little tomboyish but her firm boobs gave her feminity away. What he really liked was her tight ass and those big lips! Carrie was now starting to feel really threatened, not knowing whether to bolt for the door, window or make a deal quick! "Please Mr. Canterra, don't call the cops....I'll do anything!" Just what Sal was hoping she'd say.

He walked to the door and locked it. Then he went to both windows and, after peering out just to make sure no one else was a witness, he closed the blinds to outside eyes.

As he made his moves through the bedroom, the tape continued to play on the TV and, even though the sound was down, Carrie could still hear the breathing and moans of Sal and his wife fucking on the screen. She wished she had had the sense to shut it off.

"So, you like watching my wife and I fuck, huh?" "Well, no, I.... ah,..was checking to see if it was a tape I left here last night." Even she didn't buy the excuse.

"Yeah RIIIGGHT!" "Maybe I should just go ahead and let the cops sort this shit out," he started to reach for the phone again and Carrie raced over to him and grabbed his arm.

As she grabbed it, she unwittingly pulled it against her right firm breast.

"Please...PLEASE!...I told you...I will do anything!" Carrie pleaded.

Sal let his arm casually rub against her size C's which he thought was incredible for a 15 year old. 15! Oh God what am I doing! I'm teaching this little bitch a lesson that's what!

She looked up at him with huge, blue, pleading eyes and those lips! She's really going to melt some hearts he thought. Sal took a step and the back of her thighs were against the bed causing her to sit on it. "Anything, huh?"........."yes" was all she could whisper.

Sal reached for his zipper and she heard that sound that meant she would soon be looking at the cock that she had seen his wife sucking.

"You will do exactly as I say!" "Got that!?" Carrie could only nod in agreement...she knew she had no other choice. She did not want a criminal record and her parents would surely throw her out of the house if she were nothing but a common thief stealing from people who trusted them.

"NO!....you do it!" Sal looked down at the young face and let his hands drop to his sides.

This would be the ultimate test of submission on her part. If she did it, he knew he had her. Carrie only hesitated for a moment when she saw the phone just beyond Sal's right arm. She took her left hand and slowly inserted it in his pants opening. She could already feel the heat and hardness of his hard cock. She knew what it looked like already and she knew what was next.

"Wait!" Sal said. The gentle touch of strange fingers was almost more than he could bear. He thought he would cum at her first touch on his skin. Besides, he was just recalling what she was doing with those fingers just before he busted her. He took her slim fingers and brought them to his nose savoring the smell of her pussy juices on them.

Then, much to Carrie's surprise, he took her fingers in his mouth and sucked on them ever so slowly. He inserted first one, then the other in his mouth...then both at once tasting her delicious sweet juices. She couldn't believe this was happening! He was showing her what he wanted her to do to him! (Or so she thought.)

What Sal was doing was getting a preview of cumming attractions and this wasn't a video!

As he sucked her fingers he thought his dick would explode from the pressure of the buildup. He was now trying to calm her in some ways. He was licking with the very tip of his tongue in between her point- ing finger and second finger. .. like he would be licking her between her legs soon. The inference did not go unnoticed by Carrie. She thought she would simply melt with lust and an involutary moan escaped her lips along with a sigh that gave her own sensuality away.

Sal was truly going to enjoy this. It may only be a once-in-a- lifetime thing and, although he didn't have a lot of time, he wanted to savor this opportunity. When he heard her moan he knew she would truly submit to anything. "Please...." was all Carrie could say as she reached up again with her other hand to get to his cock. The hardness of him was like nothing she had felt. All the rubber dildoes were not this firm! And now she wanted to please him...to give him back some of the sensuality he was teaching her with his mouth and tongue on her fingers and hand. Oh gawd but it was turning her on! Or maybe it was the excitement of it all.

Sal let her pull out his thick cock and thought he would explode as she engulfed it with her sensuous teenage lips and almost immediated tried to swallow it down.

Carrie couldn't believe how she was acting! She wanted this cock! She wanted to try and swallow it all the way down and please this man.. make him cum even! She had been dying to know what a man's cum tasted like!

"OOOOOOOOOhhhh" was all Sal could say. This was more than he could ever hope or dream for. This sweet young thing trying to swallow his cock and before he could do anything to hold back, his cock betrayed him and started to shoot his juice in her mouth. "OOOhhh GAWD! YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Sal grunted from his very soul and erupted so much cum that Carrie didn't have a clue what to do when it happened. She almost gagged and choked as her mouth filled with the salty, warm, liquid and overflowed her mouth spilling down her chin. But it was HIS reaction that she couldn't understand! Was she doing something wrong?!! Was he hating her?!!

"DAMN!" You went and made me cum!" "Now you leave me no choice but to punish you!"

What? What was he going to do? Carrie was confused and in a state of panic. In a compartment in their headboard, Sal kept a set of handcuffs. He quickly retrieved them and before Carrie could react, "CLICK!" he had them snapped on her wrists in front of her. Was he going to now call the Police after I did that for him!

"STAND UP YOUNG LADY!" She jumped to her feet with her hands clasped (and cuffed) in front of her.

Sal reached the front of her jeans and unbuttoned the top of them and pulled them down to the top of her thighs in one motion. There she stood cuffed with her jeans pulled down and only her cotton panties (now clearly wet in the crotch). Sal sat down on the bed and pulled her across his lap. HE'S GOING TO SPANK ME!! Carrie could not believe what was about to happen but Sal slid his belt out of his pants and folded it tip to buckle.

"I'll show you to steal from people!" SWAT! Carrie felt the stinging as if she were wearing nothing at all. SWAT! Crocodile tears welled up but she was determined not to let him see her cry. With each swat...and there were at least 5 or 6 so far....it felt like he was doing it with more and more pressure. Her ass felt like it was on fire! Although she could not see his face, she was certain there was as much fire in his eyes as on her own bottom.

Suddenly she had two distinct different feelings that seemed to go together: Her bottom, although it burned, stopped hurting. The pain was replaced by hot heat that, although it eminated from the belt, she started to feel in the depths of her loins from back to front. And secondly, although she didn't feel it or notice it before, Sal's cock had turned rock hard during her strapping and she could feel it as her thighs involuntarily surged forward from each blow.

As for Sal, he was taking out all of his frustration on this girl's ass..... He was mad for cumming too quickly. He was mad for falling prey to her charms and not properly turning her over as he his Dad thoughts got hold of him. And he was pissed for her intruding in on their privacy, thereby totally justifying the strap.

He, too, was taken by surprise as his cock rose to a new stiffness under his and the girl's ministrations. He suddenly stopped the strapping and surveyed the situation. He dropped his belt to the bed and reached for some cold cream on the bedstand.

He gently pulled the girl's panties down and saw, to his horror, bright red welts where her cotton panties had been. Carrie was moaning both from the pain and the pleasure of it all. She couldn't differentiate one from the other but she shuddered an orgasm when her panties were drawn down.

Sal scooped a handful of the cream and gently started to rub it on the girls fiery bottom.

Her moan and thrust of her pussy into his lap told him that they both were enjoying this.

He continued to massage the girls bottom marveling at it's firmness while it felt like it was on fire. His hand moved from one tight globe of flesh to the the other and when his fingertips touched her the crack of her ass she shuddered out again and loudly moaned.

"OH Yes!........MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm" escaped from the girl's mouth.

Sal thought his dick would explode again without any stimulation other than he could feel the soft fuzz of her pussy. He didn't even see it but he knew it was there. His eyes were taking in her back- side. The bottom that was red while he could see where her pussy lips started from just below her ass. Once more he eased his finger along her entire crack but stopping short of her pussy. Carrie had red hair...and her pussy hair was just as red.

What surprised him was how pink she was! As he rolled her over off of his lap, he marvelled now at the front of the girl....her flat tummy that ended in the V of her sparsley covered pubis. There she had the prettiest red hair he had seen and it barely covered pink pussy lips that were puffed up almost red.

Carrie was wearing a white knit sweater and when he lifted it up from her torso, he marveled at the pink nipples that capped perfect "C" titties. He had died and gone to heaven!

Carrie, for her part, was being totally submissive. She didn't care what Sal did to her now. She was his to do as he wished..she deserved it and she felt that she was being punished for all the wrongs she had done to everyone.

Sal couldn't help himself...his big paws tried there best to cover each of the girl's boobs and he wanted to cup and weigh them just to feel them and compare. He wasn't disappointed. Her pink nipples were already like erasers from being aroused by the strapping and he was amazed at how firm her skin was compared to his wife's.

Both of them were in a delicious haze.....he from the nubile body he was exploring and she from having no control over her bodies reactions to him. She could feel, with each rub and squeeze here and there, her pussy...which was already on fire...responding with juices flowing of it's own free will. She knew she would give herself to this man. She needed to. He deserved to do with her as he wished. Hell, he could FUCK her if he wanted.

Sal had no intention of fucking her......there. First he wanted to taste her. So, he took her handcuffed wrists and placed them at the head of the bead over the post so she couldn't move. Carrie had no intentions of fighting him now....she was ready for anything.

Sal pulled her jeans and panties the rest of the way down. He then removed her sneakers and sox and noticed, once again, how pink she was. Even her toes were pink!

But it was that pussy that had him entranced. He could tell she was wet and on fire and all he would have to do is touch it and he bet she would cum. As for him, he would like to fuck her but he knew better. If she was a virgin before and wasn't after, well...that would blow his whole thing if she did try to rat him out.

He was bent on giving her pleasure by giving him pleasure with the taste of that little red furry patch and those pink lips.

Carrie looked over her heaving pink tipped breasts and saw, for more times that night than ever before, lust in a man's eyes. Sal was devouring her and she wanted him too!

Sal reached over to his tie rack and pulled off an old one and sud- denly blindfolded Carrie.

"NO!" Carrie wanted to watch! But what Sal had in mind he didn't want her to see.

Now he was spreading her legs apart and as he did so, he bent down and put his nose inches from that inflamed pussy. He could smell her femininity from clearly 6 inches away from her! Her aroma was waft- ing to his nostrils and he had to taste her...he had to!

Carrie was shaking with both anticipation and fear. She couldn't see anything and although she didn't know what was going to happen, she was hoping it would good and he would not hurt her.

Sal buried his nose in the red pussy hair and at the same time laid his tongue on her swollen crack full length. Carrie swooned with the sensation!

She had no idea what was actually happening but her loins uncharac- teristically thrust forward all by themselves! She wanted more! Whatever it was!

Sal obliged....he was like a man starved for water for days and lapped at her juiced pussy like a German shepherd laps water out of a bowl. He was a man obsessed and possessed by the tangy sweet taste of young pussy!

Carrie's body again betrayed her as she came in waves that she could not ever recall with the best vibrator. This man was devouring her core and she was giving it up willingly!

When Sal started to taste that slightly metallic taste just before a woman is going to cum, he poured it on and made suret that Carrie wouldn't miss a big O.

Carrie's legs were splayed wide apart now...her pussy was thrust up as far as she could as it sought the pleasure tongue that caused her to shudder again and again.

When Sal finished...his cock was rock hard and he had to get relief. Turning her over, Sal saw what he was sure was a virgin asshole. If I do her there, she will still be virginally intact and who's the wiser?

Although Carrie didn't know what was about to happen, she wasn't too concerned as Sal made sure that he rubbed her raw bottom some more and before applying cream, licked her from behind.

Once again, his tongue started from way down low on her pussy which caused her to push her bottom up to meet his tongue. Since it felt so good, Carrie didn't care what he did. She thought, for a moment, that maybe he would fuck her from this position. After all, she had seen in their video that Sal liked it doggy style.

Sal now moved up to her sphincter and first licked all around it. Then, when she didn't seem to object to that he licked her directly on her darker pink opening and tried to insert his tongue there. OHMIGOSH! What's he doing THERE! Carrie hadn't expected this kind of assault on her BOTTOM.

But lick he did....and the more he tried to insert his tongue the more Carrie progressively got used to the idea..even starting to think it was feeling good..but different!

Sal then added his baby finger to the area but continued to lick and keep it very moist. When he thought she seemed sufficiently "open" to the idea of having something poke and prod her butt hole, he grabbed a glob of cold cream and really went to work on it.

When what seemed like an hour must have passed, Sal was working 2 fingers into Carrie's tight butt hole with little more protest from her than an occasional moan or OH!

It was time... Sal covered his dick in cold cream and, still using his fingers on her, started to substitute and introduce his cock to the stretched hole. Carrie was now not in control at all and although she was getting used to the idea of something being in her butt, she wasn't sure she liked it all that much.

All that changed when Sal managed to get the head of his dick just beyond the tight muscle ring of her butt hole. Carrie was shocked that whatever Sal was trying to introduce in her was bigger than anything she had ever felt there before! Sal did not move once he got beyond the opening. Instead, he controlled the urge to thrust full length and just barely "inched" his way in her. As he did so, he reached around the front of her and held her breasts with the nipples between his forefinger and thumb. This caused Carrie to shake and shiver and she tightened all of her muscles. Sal thought that his dick would be broken off by the tight constriction of her butt muscle. It was more than he could bear and he let out a yelp that caused him to lurch forward into her ass. She, in turn, screamed at the penetration.

After stroke after tight stroke, Sal settled into a rhythmn that Carrie finally found, not only acceptable, but causing her loins to once again heat up. She was matching him stroke for stroke and Sal wasn't going to last long. This was too much, her tight ass clench- ing his dick like nothing he had ever felt before and she was liter- ally pulling the cum out of his balls with each stroke. She screamed when he screamed and together they shook like a California quake in an orgasm that neither of them had ever felt before.

Sal's cock spent what must have been the last semen he could muster after she had sucked him off dry minutes earlier. Carrie, although proud for feeling like she had "done' her first man, was thoroughly exhausted and fell in a heap on the bed.

After he cleaned himself and her up, Sal removed her blindfold and told her that even though she was good, she was bad. She needed to see him again the next week or it would leave him no alternative but to go to the police and report her. And if ever she burglarized anyone else, he would not hesitate to have her put in jail!

Carrie was both grateful and uncertain about her future.

Sal added that if she did do anyone else's house, she would have to submit to whoever's house it was and that meant whatever they wanted!

My wife seemed just a little too happy lately and although weshared an "open" marriage, we still were married nearly 7 yearsand the valley we were in didn't make ME that happy. Thisprompted me to "keep an eye" on things a little better.

I decided the best way to do this would be to go to work likenormal (I kept my own hours and was an outside salesman) andpark down the street from my house.

Sure enough, around 2 in the afternoon, Gary, one of the17-year-old neighbor "kids", went to the front door, knockedand nervously looked around, and my wife let him in.

It seemed like hours went by but it was only a little over anhour and Gary came out with a too-big-grin and was whistling likecrazy as he bounded down the street away from the house a littleafter 3.

That night, I came home like normal, and didn't say much likenormal. I asked how my wife's day was and she ran down a listof a typical day of routine comings and goings....but no mentionof Gary or his visit.

The next day, I did the same thing and waited most of the day.

This time Gary showed up with a buddy...James. Again, they wentinto the house and stayed just a little longer than the previousday.

This time when they came out, they were both jostling each otherand laughing as they rounded the block and were acting like acouple of guys who just won a big horse race.

When I got home that night I decided to pry a little further withmy wife...

Nancy or Nan is in her early 30's, is rather tall and has kepther very trim figure (since we haven't had kids yet). Althoughher long, thick hair piled high on her head is what they call"strawberry blond", her pussy hair is neatly trimmed, wispy fine,and orange red and has never failed to arouse me with just thethought of it.

Her tits are high and firm but not excessively large...it's thepink nipples that sets them apart from others. In fact, Nan'spink everything makes her unique to other women. I think it hasto do with her fair skin coloring (with some light frecklessprinkled here and there) and reddish body hair.

She offered nothing more than a routine day in our dinnertimediscussions but that night, she claimed to be "exhausted" andwasn't in the least bit interested in having sex.

I tried to discreetly get a look at her crotch and it seemed morepink than normal when she peed. I commented that it looked irritated,and she further claimed that she may be coming down with a yeastinfection which added more to my inability to "interest" her.

I knew I would have to come up with a plan if I was going to getto the "root" of what was going on and get some sex of my own again.

I decided to rig my video camera IN one of my living room speakersand see if I could catch something on tape. I made a lot of noisewith the stereo, swore at it out loud, and claimed it was on thefritz.

The next day I went to work as usual and had to play catch up fromall the time I had taken off to spy.

That night, I told my wife that I was working on the stereo andtook the speakers (the one with the mounted camera) out to myworkroom to see what it may have captured.

NOTHING

There was nothing unusual unless it happened after the tape finishedwhich could have been since it would have ended 6 hours later. Imanaged to catch her walking back and forth through the living rooma few times and the high point was her vacuuming. I realized that itwas close to the floor and I had to "pan" it up higher so I aimed ittoward the couch.

It was set up again for the next day. This time I set the timer tocome on at noon. I could hardly wait to check out my "spy tape".

For the majority of the tape there was, once again, nothing. Justthe routine of the day and, at one point, the cable guy came overto switch out our cable box and I laughed to myself as the cameracaught the crack of his butt while he was bent over installing aplug and an FM cable.

Just when I thought I had nothing, I fast forwarded and picked upwhat looked to be Gary with a young girl friend coming in the roomand sitting with Nan in conversation.

Most of what I got was just the sound of conversation and Garyseated across from the girls on the couch. I felt lucky to get that.

"Oh...Mrs. M this is Heather. She's been having a lot of problemsat home lately with her Mom and she really needed someone to talkto. I knew you could help her."

Most of the conversation was real boring with this "Heather"complaining about her school, her brother Jimmy, her part-time job,her mother ignoring her, her mother's boyfriends, etc.

As I was about to wrap it up, I heard Nan's voice on the tape ask,"What did he do to you?" This question piqued my interest.

Heather was telling my wife about how one of her mother's boy-friends had come into her room and fondled her during the nightas she slept in her own bed. Ordinarily I would have offered tohave this guy arrested but it was the "way" Heather was tellingthe story. It was VERY erotic and like she WANTED him. I guessthis guy was a lot younger than her mom (who wasn't very oldsince she got pregnant with Heather when she was 14).

Heather, too, was 17 and complained that her 32 year old motherdidn't understand her. I furthered gathered that Heather's Momwasn't serious about any particular guy, had never married...noteven Heather's father and was probably a "player".

My wife was an excellent listener and I could tell, was gettingas aroused as I was as she prodded the girl with question afterquestion and wanting to hear more of the details. The "heat" ofthe conversation was definitely turning up and my wife had herhand on the knob.

"Then what did he do....?"

I had wished I had some sort of Joystick so I could have mani-pulated the camera to see better but right now the only "joystick"was my hardening cock.

I rewound the tape back to where the two had come into the livingroom and viewed it frame by frame so I could get a better look atHeather. I couldn't really see her head or face but she was wearingtight short shorts and her blouse failed to hide a set of bigknockers like I hadn't seen on any 17 year old! If she was as cuteas her voice and body it's no wonder guys were making plays and momwanted her to go away...

I fast forwarded back to where the camera was panned on a fidgetyGary and picked up Heather's "story". Gary was now getting interestedtoo as I saw him "casually" adjust his cock in his jeans on atleast 2 or 3 occasions over the more than 1/2 hour Heather took todescribe what "Bill" had done with her.

Heather said she swore she wouldn't tell a soul if Bill would makeher cum. As she had told the story: Bill "caught" her in a soundsleep while she was having a very erotic dream. He had reachedunder her covers and slowly fondled and maniputated her to thepoint where she was about to cum in her dream. She had said shewas dreaming of, get this...a GIRLFRIEND because the touches wereso feathery light!

When she awoke to Bill, he smiled in the moonlit darkness and askedif he should stop. She begged him to continue and confessed thatshe had had fantasies about him. This dated back to when they hadgone to the lake and she had seen his big bulge in his Hobie shorts.

When Nan asked where her mother was during this, Heather said thatBill had gotten her mom so wasted that she had passed out. Even fromher room, she said they could hear her mom's snores.

The conversation continued to heat up pretty good and I could tellthat Gary and my wife were not unused to sharing "intimate" con-versation. I wondered what else they had shared.

Gary was now rubbing his cock through his jeans blatantly as Heatherwent into more detail of how Bill caressed her titties, explored herdrenched pussy, and finally how she begged him to show her his dick.The "story" as told by Heather, took over half an hour and Gary andmy cock were rock hard and ready to burst when she described finallygetting fucked by Bill and all her many thrills and feelings.

From the sound of Nan's questions I knew she was probably wet fromthe juicy story too.

Gary discreetly unzipped himself and indiscreetly pulled out hisrock hard cock right there on my video in my couch and livingroom!

"Sorry Mrs. M....I....I....just can't help it!"

Maybe I didn't have the ability to "zoom" the camera but from itsplacement low in the speaker, Gary's cock looked like one of theWorld Trade Towers. It was standing straight out of his jeans ashe was leaned back on the couch with legs straight out and his handfuriously pulling on it as Heather continued her little hot saga.

I guess Nan had seen his dick before as I didn't hear her interveneor act shocked in any way.

I was stroking my own hard dick as I was transfixed on the kid'srock hard rod and his stroking the entire length of it. It was big,but it also had a head on it that seemed the size of a large plumand nearly as purple. The veins stood out and when he pulled hisballs out from underneath to free them, they were the size of gradeAA eggs in a sac!

It didn't take long for the kid (or ME) to start spurting juice.I saw white streams of jism shoot out of the tip of that purplecockhead and heard him "aaaaaaarrrrrrrgggghhhh!!!!" as he came.When I saw this, I managed to spray the front of my workbench witha load of cum that had built up over weeks. I matched Gary strokefor stroke and squirt for squirt!

Gary was given a towel by my wife and I saw her pull him up off thecouch and, to my dismay, leave the living room (with Heather Ipresume). I was shaking from the excitement of the video. It leftjust enough to the imagination that I knew I had to SEE more...buthow?

We have a rather large weight and "rumpus" room with it's ownentrance around back. It was in this room while I was working outover the weekend that I came up with my plan.

I noticed that the couch and workout bench both appeared to havewhiteish stains which led me to believe this might be where anyfunny stuff may be occurring. Nan and I hadn't fucked in the weightroom in over 2 years. I lowered my head down and sniffed the spoton the couch. Without a doubt, that was the smell of dried sexjuices... and they weren't all that old! I would have certainlynoticed them during last weekends workout.

As I started my routine I looked around the room with a spy's eyes.I knew that it would be impossible to place the camera discreetly.I was looking in the full-length closet door mirrors at my 30ish,tan, and bulked body semi hard dick as I labored at lifting eachbarbell in reps.

I noticed behind me the sliding glass doors, the long louveredwindows, then the smaller door that originally accessed the garage.We had long removed the dividing wall to make this one huge roomcomplete with Lifestylers, full weight set up, Nordic trac, etc.No....looking through the windows wouldn't do...they would probablyclose the louvers for privacy and that would be that.

THE CLOSET!

It came to me that the closet was nearly void of anything otherthan a few stored boxes up above. I could maybe "hide" in thereand wait for the action to happen. There were 3 sliding mirroreddoors and where they joined, we had strategically placed tall,fake palm trees.

I went inside and peered out through the crack to see if I couldsee the whole room...especially the couch. I then slipped out theother sliding door to see how it looked from their vantage. PERFECT!I could quietly slide open the door after they arrived and maybeeven video tape them!

I made sure I used plenty of the silicone spray we kept around forthe weights to well lubricate all the doors. I didn't want anysqueaks or noise to give me away.

The next day, Sunday, Nan told me the story of a neighbor girl whohad come over to talk with her confidentially. Finally! She toldme that the girl wanted to come back over tomorrow and said that shehad sounded very distressed when she had called. Nan asked me if Iminded if she could have the girl over tomorrow and would I be sureand call before coming home so I wouldn't interrupt (what could be)a tense situation.

"I don't think so...I just think she needs someone to confide inand who will listen to her."

I called from work just before lunch to check on Nan and her friend.She said that the girl had called from school and would be leavingsoon and be over. She reminded me to call before barging in on them.

I tore out of work and headed for the street one over from mine. Iparked and smiled to myself as I remembered having left the videocamera with 2 back up batteries in the closet. I even remembered tohide some lubicating jelly for me just in case.

My plan was working fine as I slipped in through the back of thehouse with no noise and saw Nan at the kitchen sink with no clue ofmy presence. When I went in the back door to the weight room Inoticed that Nan had dressed it up a little with fresh flowers andsome room freshener possibly anticipating something. This fit rightin with the plan. I had hoped she didn't go into the closet as Iquietly slipped inside and slid the door closed!

I pulled out my pen light and quietly "went to work". The camerawas set up on a tripod in one end of the closet overlooking thecouch while I went to the other end to listen for the door bell. Moments later, I heard the doorbell and Nan inviting Heather inand getting them both something to drink. The hall door was crackedso I could hear them clearly.

"Let's go in our back room where it's cooler Heather....." Nanoffered. As they were coming down the hall I doubled-checked every-thing. PERFECT! I could hear Heather going on again about her motherand brother, etc.

I wasn't prepared for the sight I would see as they entered the roomand sat on the couch across from me. Heather was absolutelyexquisite! She was dressed in a tight, short skirt and top thatclung to her young melons. The video camera had failed to pick upher stunning beauty before and I turned it on to make sure it had asecond opportunity. Heather was noticing herself in the mirroredcloset doors which freaked me out. I thought she was looking directlyat me hidden inside!

"She just doesn't see me as a woman Mrs. M..." she rambled on.

"Call me Nancy." Nan looked back at her incredulously no doubt asstunned as me by her looks.

"Okay then.....ah, Nancy....I don't understand why she thinks thatshe can sleep with whoever she wants but I can't. I mean isn't thisthe body of a woman?" She struck a pose and again looked my way atthe mirrors. Now both of them were looking directly my way and Ithought I was busted for sure.

No answer was necessary. The question was moot. The image in themirror was definitely a woman already and I'm certain from Nan'sexpression, she was well aware of that fact too.

I watched them as they curled up on the couch with chips, salsa,and beers. I was surprised to see my wife in the "spirit" of thingsso early in the day but seeing Heather, I could understand. My wifehad had a few bi-sexual experiences and was knowledgeable when Heathertold her of her recurring girl/girl dreams. Nan was sitting withher knee up and was wearing this terrycloth pullover thingamajig.I really don't know what the ladies call it but it's held up by thebreasts and that's about it. She liked to wear it after a shower.Nan had it rucked up around her thighs and when she raised herright knee up, I'm sure Heather could get an eyeful of whateverNan had on underneath. When she adjusted her sitting position asshe was listening to Heather and again faced me, I saw that Nanhad nothing on underneath! I should have known as her nipples werepoking against the material on top and she generally liked to wearthis when she was feeling very casual, a little sassy, and very sexy.

"So have you ever been with another female Mrs. M...I mean Nancy?"

"That depends on what you mean?"

"Well...ah, you know?....have you ever....ah...?"

Now it was Nan's turn to share her experience with Heather. I watchedas Nan started relating her college experiences and a noticeablechange took place with Heather. She hung on Nan's every word, playedwith her own hair...and squirmed around restlessly on the couch.

As she reached for her 3rd beer she moved in closer as did Nan.I was starting to get hard in my dark space in the closet. I hadto be careful to be quiet or I could really blow everything. Still,I couldn't help but reach in my zipper and stroke my hardening cockas Nan got particulary hushed and detailed about a girlfriend whohad seduced her in their dorm room one drunken night. I don't knowhow she suddenly remembered all these tiny details when she told meshe was too plastered to remember hardly any of it!

".....and she was built kind of like you Heather. I was totallyturned on by her body."

"Oh..!" I don't think Heather expected this.

"She had long blond hair like you..." Nan reached out and ran herfingers through Heather's tresses and ended up caressing the girl'sface lightly.

"And she certainly wasn't as pretty as you....."

"And her breasts weren't quite as large as yours I don't think.....more like the size of mine." Nan cupped one of her own breasts asif to demonstrate the size.

"Have you wondered about being with another female?" Nan asked ratherinnocently as her hand lingered on her own breast and squeezed itslightly.

"Oh yes....I have even wondered what....what you look like......".Nan lowered her top to reveal her perky perfect cones to the girland said, "wonder no more, Heather, but I don't think I am as bigas you."

"These big ol' things, Heather looked down at her own. "Sometimesthey get me in more trouble!" "But yours, you have such pink nipplesfor an....an ..."

"Older lady?" Nan finished for her. "I'm not that Old!"

Heather was in the process of staring at my wife's tits...she wasalmost transfixed with them. "And I've never seen breasts...standup like that."

"Are they hard?"

In answer Nan took Heather's hand and placed it on her breast. Icould tell that both women nearly swooned with the contact. I hadput some lube gel on my hand and was quietly pumping my Johnson.

"They're so SOFT!" Nan had dropped her hand to Heather's leg butcontinued to move in towards Heather so she wouldn't let go of thebreast she held.

"MMmmm..... your fingers are very feminine Heather....they feelnice on me." Nan started to rub gentle circles on Heather's bareand tanned thigh. Heather's knees were facing the mirror and Icould swear I could make out her white pantied pussy.

Both women stared at one another and then moved in tentatively fora first kiss. As Nan did so, she moved her hand up farther onHeather's thigh. Heather responded by slightly opening her legsrevealing more to the mirrored doors and me. I thought my dickwould explode and I moved over to adjust the camera to make sureit was getting everything.

"That was different..." Heather responded in a more husky voicethan before the kiss.

"MMmmm"...now her head went back as Nan had apparently made slightcontact with the girls panty clad clit. Heather reached up with onehand to Nan's other breast and with her right hand began to movebetween my wife's thighs. Nan responded by kissing Heather on herneck and behind her ear eliciting another deep moan from the girl.

"Please.....I want to see you....ALL of you..." Nan was suddenlylifting the girl off the couch and helping her undress.

When Heather's short, black, skirt dropped to the floor I couldfeel the cum boiling in my balls and raring to shoot out. Nandropped her own dress and then lifted the blouse off Heatherleaving her in high cut white panties and matching bra. The brawas much bigger than the panties!

As Heather turned to allow Nan access to her bra clasps, I couldsee the wet spot on the front of the girls panties. When her bradropped to floor, I shot a load across the floor of the closet andcame with a force I hadn't felt in a long, long time. It was allI could do to keep from falling down or banging against the closetdoor as Heather's canteloupe-sized breasts were bared to Nan andme. They were globes! Firm and round.

Nan ran her hands over them in admiration and Heather shivered fromthe touch of my wife's fingers as they grazed over each of herhardening nipples. She was stroking them in a way that coaxed thenipples to full erection whether Heather wanted them hard or not.Another full on the mouth kiss from Nan sealed Heather's fate as Isaw her knees start to buckle from the excitement of it all. (Myown knees were shaking uncontrollably between the aftermath of theclimax and the seduction that was taking place before me.) Nanfinished the kiss and began to work her way down the girl's longframe.

She stopped at her neck then on down to each full breast to laveand tongue them. She listened as the girl moaned loudly and nibbledhere and there all over those firm globes and nipples.

Now Nan moved lower to Heather's hard, flat belly stopping to inserther tongue into her belly button as a prelude of what was to come...when she would move lower.

Heather squirmed and began a slight thrusting motion as Nan rotatedher head and tongue around and inside the girl's belly button. Shethen moved lower and I could tell she was breathing in the aroma andscent of the girl's moistened pussy on the fabric of her panties. Iwas wishing they would turn sideways so I could get a better look ofwhat my wife was actually doing but from Heather's expressions, itwas getting the job done.

Heather was running her hands through my wife's hair and trying toguide her to her hot box but Nan was in control. She spun the girlaround and rubbed her back and backside with her hands, lips, andface. She was truly enjoying the smell of youth and I was envyingher every move. My cock never really went down and I began to strokeit again to full erection. They were only a few feet from me and theyboth stole glances at themselves in the mirrored doors which was likea personal show for me.

Nan reached up to the sides of Heather's hips and with one fluidmotion tugged her panties down. The girl's ass was high and roundlike her tits. Globes of firmness with Nan burying her face once morein appreciation. Heather reached behind her and was, once again,trying to move Nan's head in place around front.

This time she only turned half way around and I could see Heather'sfull pubis from the side as it protruded out lewdly from the base ofher flat stomach. She had a fine line of moistened blond hairs thatwere more like fur than curly pussy hair. It was so light that hadshe not been turned sideways, it would have looked like she barelyhad any hair at all.

Nan's hand ran up the girl's flat tummy as she licked and kissed herthighs moving around her. All Heather could do was try to manipulateNan's mouth to her wet pussy and moan in frustration. Nan lifted thegirl's foot and placed it up on the bench press bench so she could"examine" the girls pink pussy up close. As much as Heather neededrelief, Nan wasn't going to give it to her just yet. She wanted tosee this sweetie's goodies and savor them.

I took the moment to go to the camera and operate the zoom lens. Theplacement was a stroke of genius as Heather's pink pussy lips coveredwith wispy, fine, blond hairs clearly filled up the entire frame. Nanwas lightly placing her fingers on the girls mound and tantalized herpussy lips with little tickles, pokes, and prods all around her femi-ninity. Heather saw Nan smell, then lick her coated fingers like shewas sucking a small cock. Heather moaned again and this time Nanmatched her moaning with a sigh of her own from the taste of herpussy's honey.

It was more than either of them could take. Nan buried her tongue inthe girls pussy and licked her furrow like it was a Ben & Jerry's coneabout to melt.

Heather and I shuddered out in climax in unison as the camera caughtmy wife sucking and stroking on Heather's clit resembling a small penis.I truly thought the floor had fallen out from all of us and this time,I HAD to sit down in the closet or fall down while my dick squirtedmore spunk against the back of the other closet door!

As Heather shook violently from her massive climax, she pressed Nan'shead into her like Nan was going to leave her hanging. She screamedout in joy as another wave passed over her causing her to fall back onthe couch and pulling Nan with her.

The third and final wave struck her moments later and caused her topull away from Nan's sucking mouth like she had received a jolt ofelectricity. I think both Nan and I had the same thought: the girlshook violently then seemed to pass out from sheer joy!

Her heaving huge breasts and sighs gave way to voice, "My GAWD....Ihave NEVER CUM LIKE THAT!" I couldn't see Nan's cum-smeared face butI'm sure she had a huge grin of satisfaction on it from giving thisgirl her first multiple releases.

Nan fell back on the other side of the couch in the opposite directionof Heather and the two girls lay back panting in ecstacy and exhaustion. Nan had insinuated her own fingers in the crevice of her pussy and wastrying to quell some her own tingling sensations going on down there.

Heather watched in fascination through slitted eyes and then couldn'tresist. She got up and layed her huge tits on each knee of Nan andproceeded to partake of her first taste of my wife's red pussy. Nansighed loudly with Heather licking in like she had previous pussylicking experience. There was no hesitation from Heather and I couldtell she was thoroughly enjoying the scent and taste of my wife's pussy(as I had many, many times).

This was too much for me and I finally had to try to be a cameramanrather than touch my now aching, too-sensitive cock that felt on firefrom stroking and shooting.

Heather settled into a rhythm that Nan approved of by her steadybreathing and sighing. This "assisted" Heather in knowing what to dosince Nan additionally egged her on by saying.."there...like that....oh, gawd...oh....there..just like that...ngnngh...."

Nan's build up was short. She shuddered out a climax and wrapped herlong legs around Heather's head to hold her at her pulsing mound. Inever recalled her cumming that quickly for me while I ate her!

Heather took an earlier cue from Nan and slowed way down but did notlet up urging Nan to cum again. She usually made me stop from beingtoo sensitive but here she was, minutes later, pulling this girl'smouth into her and literally fucking her face.

"Ugnh...ungh.....ungh!...ungh!...." She raised up her pussy withHeather clinging on to her butt for handles and yelled out an "OOOOHHH!"as she endured her second and more powerful climax.

Heather "rode" with her all the way and made sure she completed hercumming. Now Nan was too sensitive and let Heather know how terrificshe was by hugging her closely to her in appreciation and gratitude."OH, YOU WERE WONDERFUL!"

"No...YOU Were wonderful!" They both had the time of their lives andalthough I was envious of not being able to add to the scene and badlywanted to fuck the teenager, I was content that I had captured it allon video for "future reference".

Soon thereafter, the girls chatted a little about the experience andthen Nan, noticing the clock, said I was due home soon and she had toget supper going. If only she had known I was already home and hadn'tmissed a thing.

"Oh Nancy....I just don't know how I can thank you for being such agood friend and one I can talk to". "I wish you could talk to Jimmy,my 15 yr. old brother and help him. He really needs someone to talkto. He's acting out and everything."

"I don't see why not but call me and we'll see what we can do okay?"

The time! It was almost time for me to get off work! Fortunately forme Nan hurried Heather out of the house but chatted on the front porchlong enough for me to "organize" things in the closet. I was able toslip out the side door and call home from the office. There was noindication from Nan that she had just had a hot, sexual tryst.

Her "act" was of more concern for this "troubled" teenager who alsohad a brother who had problems too. She told me at dinner that Heatherwas so happy with her "counseling" that she was going to have Nan"counsel" Jimmy.

"Oh, and thanks for being such a dear and not barging in on us.....things got pretty heated at times and Heather is real emotional rightnow..."

I write alot but this is Part 2 of something written entirely froma man's perspective. It was very challenging for me to do this andI'd appreciate YOUR comments, etc. JennTill1@Hotmail.com Hope you like it!

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Jimmy didn't know why his sister Heather seemed to be in muchbetter spirits lately but whatever it was, he wanted some!

He even wondered if she started doing drugs or something.So when his 17 year-old "big" sister told him that it was hertalk with "Mrs. M" that made everything great, he was more thana little open to the idea of meeting this mystery person.

Except for one thing: Mrs. M was an adult and as a 15 year old,Jimmy didn't know what he was going to be in for with this woman.

"Mrs. M", or Nan is my wife. And Nan related how Jimmy felt LONG after the following event(s) occurred..that's how I know. It wasmy insistent questioning which finally got everything out of Nan. A lot of it I had personally witnessed from my vantage point in the closet but I wanted to hear it from HER.

She was very concerned at how I would react as I was about her. We both realized what a turn on this "counseling" stuff was. However, she didn't know that I KNEW (from my eavesdropping from the closet). We also both resolved the issue of "cheating" in our marriage by agreeing to be as open and honest as we could be with one another. This was something we had long ago agreed to BEFORE we got married. I think both Nanand I were a little bored with one another but were both afraid and out of respect to one another to go "exploring" outside of our marriage.

I truly think Nan considered it within the boundaries of our marriage to do a little "counseling" with others. I think shejustified it further because they were "young" people.

She appears to have embarked on a little "counseling" journey ofher own with some of the neighbor "kids" (who really were young adults doing VERY adult things since most of them were 12!).

This is how Nan justified it in her mind. She wasn't "deflowering"or exploiting, she was merely "teaching" and helping them be moreresponsible about sex. I noticed she ALWAYS made sure she got inrhetoric about safe sex, using condoms, being responsible, etc.But she did it in such a way that it hit the mark but wasn't "preachy" or so sterile as to be a turn off.

If you read part one, you will recall that I had to "spy" on my ownwife to discover her latest "venture". I had suspected her ofcheating. After hiding a video camera in a speaker, I found that my"weight room" was being used as an active sex teaching room by myown wife and without me! How I discovered this was that I secretedaway an additional cam-corder and tripod and was able to tape mywife's "counseling sessions".

"So Jimmy, the answer to your question is to make an appointmentwith Mrs. M but you mustn't tell a soul or I won't help you!"Heather informed her younger brother one day who was "acting out".

Heather had long decided that her brother was "in need" when shefound out he had stolen some of her friends undergarments when shehad had a group spend the night and "party". She also caught himhiding away girlie magazines and once even walked in on him beatingoff to one!

That was MOST embarrassing! It was a Saturday and their Mom andDad had gone off with a Realtor to spend the day looking at houses.Heather had slept in and was leisurely preparing for her shower andto shampoo her hair. She had no idea that her brother Jimmy washome (or in the bathroom). He, too, thought he had the house tohimself as when he got up he saw the note from his parents that hewas "on his own" along with a few bucks for an afternoon movie andlunch at Jack-In-the-Box.

Jimmy didn't even bother to check Heather's room as he had heard themsaying last night that they were going over Amy's house and that theymay spend the night. She said she would call and from his mother's sideof the call later that evening, he thought Heather was staying over.

So Jimmy reached way under his mattress where he kept his "girlie" magsand decided to read one in the bathroom. It took little stimulation toget Jimmy going as it seemed like he always had a hard-on lately. Hesimply "used" the magazines to fantasize about fucking this one orthat one. What really got him hot was seeing 2 gorgeous girlstogether with their perfect pussies and seductive looks aimed right him! He usually only took a few strokes and he would be "shooting" cum all overthe magazine. He couldn't get enough of orgasms...he loved cumming.As Jimmy sat on the toilet, he was fantasizing and nearing climax while totally immersed in the picture of the naked model on the pages.

Heather had casually wrapped a towel around herself and her hair and quietly padded down the hall to the bathroom. Since the door wascracked open about 6 inches, she did not suspect anyone was in thereor even in the house for that matter.

Jimmy, too, hadn't worried about locking the door since he thoughthe was home alone. Usually his sis had the radio blaring as soonas she got up so he knew she was home. She usually woke up before him.Because Heather slept in, she hadn't bothered to set her radio alarm clock and was enjoying the quiet of this beautiful Saturday morning.

Heather stopped just short of the bathroom door as she thought she heard rustling noises coming from beyond the cracked door. She truly did notknow what to expect....her heart was beating faster as she suddenly hadthe horrible thought that an intruder was in their house! Maybe somedrug crazed maniac looking for presciption drugs!

What Heather saw in the mirror from the hall held her transfixed! All she could see was a huge (by 15 year old boy standards) hardon beingpumped furiously by the owners fist. Because the toilet was in an alcovearea of the bathroom, the wall hid Jimmy from view unless she opened the door and walked in and peeked around at him.

Jimmy was totally "involved" in his fantasy and had no idea he wasn'talone. Heather was completely turned on by the sight of this cock beingjacked off and still wasn't sure whose cock it was. She thought it toobig to be her "little" brothers...and was fixated watching it build toa cum.

Her own heat was starting as she reached down under her towel intime to catch a drop of juice leaking from her pussy. She couldn'tbelieve how quickly she became hot and turned on just by the sight of someone beating off!

By now Jimmy was beyond the point.....he could feel the nice build upin his too full balls and was thankful he had unrolled a wad of toiletpaper to catch his hot, big load. The seductive look of the model and how she insinuated her finger along her pussy lips was too muchfor him.

Although it was only moments, Heather felt frozen in time but hot to thetouch.She watched as the "jerker" squeezed and manipulated the shaft and headof his cock. She took in every movement as well as the variation of speedin his technique. All this fueled her own wetness when suddenly she sawhis legs shoot straight out together with a long stream of white pearlycum juice. "AAaaaarrrrrrggggghhhh", Jimmy grunted out and then anotherlong jet stream of cum landed on his trousers and left shoe. "MMMMmmmmmmmmMMMmm!" he groaned with the second stream.

At that moment, Heather shuddered her own orgasm without even touchingherself! She couldn't believe that...it hadn't happened like thatsince she was a child playing on the monkey bars in the park! Shealso realized that it was her own brother at that moment and quicklystole her way back to her room without so much as a sound. She wasboth relieved and troubled that it was her own brother but it reallydidn't surprise her that he was masturbating with regularity.

When she got back to her room, she had to get her composure. She stillshook and shuddered from this "unsolicted" orgasm. What was she to do?She thought quickly and turned on her radio....LOUD.

Jimmy suddenly realized he wasn't home alone and closed and lockedthe bathroom door. He then took his time cleaning up and replacedhis magazine back under his bed. Boy, was he glad his sister's alarmlet him know she was home! Imagine if she had walked in on him!

They later converged at the breakfast table and acted as if nothingwas out of the ordinary. Heather knew now that she must get Jimmylaid and Mrs. M would have to help with a plan.

"Well she's 2 years older than you, Jim." That was the first timeHeather had called him "Jim" and she realized that by the size ofhis cock, "Jimmy" no longer fit him. She also didn't think Nataliewould turn down her brother's interest even though he was younger.

Natalie was barely 5 foot tall and was real petite while her brotherwas starting to approach 6 feet.

Natalie was also known in her friend's circles as being a borderlinenympho. She LOVED to fuck and give head. The whole footballteam knew her "personally" and she loved fashioning molded cocksin the shape of her conquests. These she used as dildoes on thoserare occasions when she couldn't get layed.

"So what did you think of my suggestion of meeting Mrs. M?" Heatherasked.

"Oh....Ah...I dunno...why do you want me to meet her?"

"Let's just say she can help you with growing pains," Heather offeredgenuinely.

"Well I'm not looking to get lectured if that's what this is about,"Jim defensively retorted.

"Look, I'm sure you will like her and she will like you. I'm just realconcerned about you as my brother. I don't want you to get into anymore real trouble."

Heather picked up the phone as she was talking to Jimmy and dialedup Mrs. M. She was relieved when she answered the phone.

"My brother needs to see you today, can you see him? Are youfree?"

"Just a sec, Heather....."

It was at this point that Nan explained to me that I had to "get lost"for awhile....that one of her more problem "kids" was in crisis andneeded someone to talk to.

I was relieved for a couple of reasons. One was that I got out ofdoing yardwork and the other was that I knew what she was goingto be up to. I quickly said, "Great! I'll get my clubs and head fora little golf. I haven't played in ages!"

Nan smiled and told Heather to give her an hour and bring her brother on over.

I stole into the weight room and closet to make sure everything was in place and to grab up my clubs.

"I guess I'll see you in about 4 or 5 hours then, Nan..."

I gave her a quick peck and headed out to the garage and thecar.Fortunately the Clubhouse was within walking distance of ourhouse. This was perfect! I could park there and sneak backhome.

When I got to the bar, I gave Nan a quick call to tell her thatif so and so called to meet me at the bar. This further cinchedmy "story".She said not to call or bother her again as she was just gettinginto the shower.

Perfect!

I would let myself in while she was showering and she wouldn't

suspect a thing!After a brisk walk back to the house, I could hear the water inthe plumbing running outside and knew she was in the shower.I quickly snuck in the back door and slipped into the big walk-incloset where I unpacked my camera gear and set up the tri-pod.Once again, my view was perfect of the entire room where I knewNan's "trysts" took place.

I heard Nan getting "ready"....running the hair dryer, humming ano name tune. She was definitely READY.

Soon the doorbell rang and her "guests" had arrived.I could hear Heather introducing her brother "Jim" and was anxious to see her again. I really was curious what was goingto happen but wouldn't have too long to wait.

"My husband is playing golf today so we don't have too much time. Heather grab some beers and meet us down in the fitnessroom."

Nan steered Jim down the hall and they entered my "stage" andsat down across from my vantage point.

Before Nan could get Jimmy settled and ask him anything Heathershowed up with a tray of beers and chips and blurted out, "Mrs. M,you're the only one who can talk some sense into my brother. He'sstarting to hang out with the wrong crowd and he's getting pretty weird with my friends. I can't even have them over!"Jim was acting both defiant and as if he wanted to duck under thesofa cushions and hide.

Unknown to any of us, his mind was filled with the vision of my wife'sample ass swaying back and forth when she had just escorted himdown the hall to this room.

When she sat down, her terrycloth dress had ridden up her thigh revealing her beautiful legs to the horny teenager. She knew it wouldhave the desired effect and that she would be able to "work" him.Nan looked at Jim after Heather spoke and sensed his uncomfortble-ness with the situation.

"Heather, why don't you let Jim and me have a chance to chat awhile."Everyone seemed relieved at this suggestion and Heather felt assuredthat from their past conversations about her brother that he would comehome a changed man.

"'K Mrs. M.....I'll see ya later, Jim?" It was more a statement thana question. Jim wasn't sure if he would be able to deal with thissituation if his sister were there. For that matter, he had no ideawhat to expect or what this was about!

"Let's just get acquainted, Jim." Nan offered him a beer knowing he wasunderage but felt this would put them more on an even playing field.As Jim opened the brew he noticed how truly beautiful "Mrs. M" was.He was caught by her red hair and green eyes, a combination thatreminded him of his young "first love" a few years ago. Jim alsonoticed Nan's fragrance wafting his way right after her shower.He was glad that she didn't wear a lot of makeup.

"So Jim, why do you think you're here?"

"I dunno"

"Sure you do.....what does everyone mean about you 'acting up'?"

"I guess 'cause I'm in everyone's way," he answered looking down.

"Oh c'mon....a handsome guy like you...in everyone's way?" Shemeant it, I could tell. The kid had long, blond hair that wasnaturally curly and framed a chiseled handsome face that was youngbut not babyish.

Jim blushed at Nan's comment.

"What do you mean you think you're in everyone's way?"

"Oh....my sister has all her friends over and they don't want mearound. One of them left her underwear in my room and they accusedme of taking them. I don't even like that girl! I like......."He realized too late that he was being a little too open with this stranger. Nan, sensing his uneasiness, baited him splendidly.

"What kind of girl do you like?....what should she be?"

As Jim opened up with Nan's "nudging" here and there, he was feeling completely at ease with her. By then they hadhad about 3 beers each and were both aware of the other's presence.

At one point Jim was nearly lost in Nan's green eyes and felt like she was looking into his very soul.

"Have you ever been with a girl Jim?"

"Sure," he blurted out defensively. "Have YOU?"

Nan was caught off guard with this question. "You mean have I been with a girl?"

".....Yeah, " Jim hadn't really intended on prying but hey,what the heck, maybe she was in one of his magazines forall he knew.

"Well yes.....some......back in college. It was all innocentstuff. One time......." She proceeded to go into graphic detailabout a college frat party and how after they all got drunk one ofher girlfriends took her home. Nan made sure she told the storyto see if this really was of interest to Jimmy.

She didn't have long to wait. As she told her story in animated fashion, she noticed a sizable bulge in the boys jeans.

I couldn't help but have a hardon too since I hadn't heard hertell this story in quite such "seductive" and graphic detail.Jim couldn't believe his ears! "Mrs. M" was being so openhe could practically see her and her friend together licking eachother's pussies. His boner was hurting it was so hard and contrained in his jeans. He tried to be casual but twitchedaround on the couch to adjust his hardon.

Nan noticed but didn't break sentence. She, too, took the opportunity to grab her beer from the table and allow herdress to ride up further while her elastic band top was pulleddown further over her breasts exposing cleavage.

Jim's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight of mywife's hard nipples pressing against the material. He couldtell they weren't in the least bit saggy too.

I was peering though a crack in the closet (around the well-placed fake palm tree) and had a view of the whole scenario.I had started my video camera and let it pick up this forthcomingseduction of Jim by my wife.

"......so does that make you think less of me, Jim?"

......"wha' ...ah.....no ma'am" Jim stammered. His eyes were glued to my wife's exposed thigh and he had laid back on the coucharm to try and see underneath her hem and get a glimpse of her crotch.The boy's dick was like a cucumber in his jeans. I don't think I've seen a dong that big on a young kid.

Nan was noticing too as she said...."do you like the idea of 2 womengetting together?"

"Oh YES!" Jim threw out the words out of his mouth.

"Really?....Why?" Nan coyly asked.

"Well 2's better'n one!"

"And you're speaking from experience I take it?" Nan was really playinghim now.

"Well...uh......no, not really but I have friends who've done it."

"From the looks of that bulge in your pants I'd say you appreciated mesharing my experience."

Now Jim was totally flustered and seemingly started to get up to run.Nan quickly grabbed his arm and as she did so, the elastic top of her terrycloth dress fell down below her firm tits exposing them to Jim, me,and the video camera taking it all down.

"It's OK Jim," she hung on to him. "I won't bite you"!She grazed her nails across his stiffened rod with her other hand and sheepishly asked, "can I see what you have here?....I'm showing youmine?"

Jim didn't hardly know what to say or do. His dick being tickled bymy wife felt incredible and her pink nipples staring up at him were begging to be touched, kissed, and licked.

I had my own dick out and could hardly hold back cumming on thespot in my dark hiding space in the closet.

Jim stayed frozen to the spot as Nan methodically undid the buttonson his 501 Levis one by one.When she got down to the last button she could see the head of hisstiff cock sticking out of the top of his briefs. She looked him right in the eye as she reached up to pull the elastictop down and expose one starched stiff boner that sprang into her view right at mouth level.

"May I....?" She didn't wait for an answer as she gripped the rodnear the base and nuzzled it to her cheek and nose. Like a fine wine,she was taking in his youthful "bouquet" and with my zoom lens, I could see a pearly drop of cum appear on the head of his dick.

I'm not gay, but at that moment I could understand wanting to sucka cock as beautiful as the one I was looking at through my lens.It was young, clean, and hard and begging to be engulfed which isexactly what my wife did!

As she placed her mouth over his entire length, I heard him groan and saw him reach out and cup one of my wife's tits. I shot off my wad just as her nose reached his brownish blonde pubic curls and saw her cheeks bulge out with the fullness of him.I nearly fell down! I couldn't believe I was so turned on by the sightof my wife sucking this stud's cock. I almost wished I could "share"it with her as I saw her slowly let the wetted length of him slide outfrom her tightened lips.

She never quite let the head escape and he threw his head back insheer ecstacy as Nan's mouth once again went down the entire lengthof his pole.As she did this, her left hand reached under and cupped his full ballsand I thought the kid was going to fill her then and there.AAWWWGGGGhHHHH! Was all the sound in the room as she suckedhim down again and again.

By about the sixth downstroke, the kid couldn't hold back and con-vulsed in body wracking orgasm.....he nearly fell down to the floor!At one point his dick pulled out of Nan's mouth and a stream shot rightat her face with a glob of cum trailing from between her eyes down the left side of her nose to the corner of her mouth.

"MMmmmmmmmmmmmmmm".....Nan moaned out in true appreciation.

"You taste like tart sugar," she said gratefully.

Jim was still shaking uncontrollably as Nan hung on to his rod fordear life. It was almost a comical sight as her tits jiggled with herefforts to keep him from falling down. Suddenly they both hit thefloor and in the process, Nan's terrycloth "dress" was pulled down toher waist fully exposing her top with the pink eraser nipples stickingout.

She fell nearly into his mouth and her left breast became engulfed byhis hand and lips as he suckled her tit like a man dying of thirst.

She threw her head back as he squeezed and sucked and I noticed thathis dick wavered in the air freely with no sign of softening.

"I must........" Jim grabbed at my wife's hips and started to pull upher dress over her head. She all but helped him and to his surprise(and mine!) she wasn't wearing any panties.

There, in all its glory, was my wife's wispy red haired soaking pussyready to be fucked. MY PUSSY! I knew what it tasted like and I wantedsome of it NOW!

But Jim did too.

He was inching his way down while Nan was inching her way up! Nan nearly melted as Jim sucked her pussy in.

I don't think I have ever seen a guy eat pussy like that. It was likehe was starving and this was a drippy steak hot off the BBQ! He lappedand sucked at her like he hadn't done it in years. Nan, for her part,was "fucking" his mouth like riding a horse. She rubbed him raw I'm sure!

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Nan hollered out at the top ofher lungs as Jim sucked her little dick clit and made her cum andshudder like an earthquake struck.

OOOOhhhh GGGAAAAWWWWWDDD! She screamed again and again and didn't stopher fucking motion for one second. 1, 2, then 3 rolling orgasms andJim was licking away and gasping for breath.

She finally fell off him exhausted, naked, and soaking wet. Jim'sface looked like he had had it painted with cum from hairline to neck.Nan's chest heaved as she gasped for breath and shivered with after-shock orgasms.

Jim, ever so slowly, lumbered up and removed the rest of his clothes.His pole never lost any firmness but waivered menacingly above Nanas he took off his t-shirt and let it fall beside them.

My dick was so hard it hurt! This kid was going to skewer my wiferight then and there in front of me! I had never seen anyone fuck mywife and I didn't know what was running through Nan's mind. Wouldshe resist? Would she say enough!

My speculation was answered as Jim sunk to his knees between Nan'sand stared directly at her sopping pussy framed by matted red hair.There he knelt....not moving and she just staring into his menacingface with the hard rod gently bobbing up and down just above herbelly.

"please......" I don't know if it was a plea to "fuck me," "don'thurt me," or "don't do this to me" whispered from Nan's lips.

Jim ignored her and firmly grasped his dick at the base. He loweredhimself to rub his entire length along the length of her wet crack.He was teasing her! He made sure that she couldn't move to take himin (and she TRIED!) as he continued to taunt her clitoris by justrubbing his dick over and over along her pussy lips.

I don't know how he held out from plunging into her! Nan did every-thing to try to capture his cock but he used his power and strengthto (and willpower) to keep her from getting it.

"What?......" he asked her almost in a comic-like Howie Mandel fashion.

Nan moaned in response and tried once again to grab his cock.He playfully pulled it away from her and asked again, "WHAT?"....

"I WANT IT!"

Jim was thoroughly enjoying this. He was in control over a 30 yearold woman and he was going to make her beg to be fucked by him!"PUUULLLLLEEEEEZEEE!"

"Please what?"...Jim was really getting into his role.

I was pulling on my revived dick and knew that the second he made entry into my wife's pussy, I was a goner. My balls were tighter thanI ever remembered them being and I only wished I had a mouth or apussy wrapped around MY dick!

"FUCK ME JIM! FUCK ME NOOOWWW!"

It was like magic to the guy's ears.He placed the head of his cock at the entrance of Nan's pussy.She was laying absolutely flat with her legs jutted straight out to thesides. I could see her red haired mons protruding like a small hill atthe base of her flat belly and knew the sight Jim was seeing with herpink pussy lips flaired apart in anticipation.

My balls felt like they had been squeezed as I shot my wad clearacross the closet just as Nan took in his cock to the hilt.They held perfectly still enjoying the feel of one another as I continued to pull cum out of the head of my dick and writhedin near pain from the sight of this.

Suddenly they both started fucking like someone had throwna switch. Nan thrusting up to meet him stroke for stroke andJim driving like it was his last fuck.

"Ingh....inghh.....ingghh!" they both grunted like animals possessed.

I couldn't believe this guy's stamina! He wasn't in the leastbit winded and he didn't falter a stroke even once!

"Ingh....ingh.....inghh"

I could tell Nan was a goner....She screamed like she hadbeen hit with a hot poker. She came and came what seemedlike endless orgasms and still Jim plowed into her not missinga beat.

"Ingh....ingh.......ingh." Again and again I heard Nan start lowand gutteral and build to one orgasm after another. I couldn't believe this! I never remembered her being able to cum like that!She must have cum 5 times when I saw Jim stiffen like a boardand match her scream for scream as they both peaked together.YEOW! They both yelled and sweat like prizefighters taking andgiving punches to one another.

Jim fell like a limp rag on top of Nan who pushed him off and rolled away both in pure, lustful exhaustion.I wanted to break out of my hiding and "rescue" her but darednot make a sound. I was so fearful of blowing my cover...especially when I came--and I did four times!

Nan "finished" up with Jim by inspiring him to greatnesswith women. She took him in the living room and kitchenand I could hear her giving him some true, heartfelt adviceabout life, love, happiness, and sibling rivalry.

While she chatted on, I took those moments to sneak backout and walk to the clubhouse.

I decided to have a drink there to calm my nerves beforecalling home.

When I did, Nan told me to come home, that she wasgetting dinner on, and how was my golf game? Well, otherthan having a difficult time with my balls, I saw a holein one!